So school's out, I guess. I know this only because my inlaw's (we're squatting for the week) neighbors had a most kickass graduation party for their... middle schooler... in their backyard. Which included a wacky DJ/emcee. Who played the world's worst music over loudspeakers for three straight hours and kept demanding LADIES it's LADIES CHOICE PICK A PARTNER. Who sways with a partner to DJ Casper? I tried to peer over the fence once or twice to see what I assumed would be typical gender-segregated awkwardness (boys punching each other in the crotch by the soda table, girls huddled in giggling/whispering/crying small groups) but I couldn't tell. Besides, kids these days. Maybe they were all getting busy in the potting shed by 9:15 and I am just old and lame.
Also, oh jesus god.
Oh! Also also! We were recently in a room with Brit friends trying to explain "The Three Stooges". Harder than you'd think?
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"It's like Benny Hill, but not as stupid"
Are you sure it was actually DJ Casper playing? Or did Nabob, Sr. leave a radio playing in the attic again?
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